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Boot!

Last

Cup the tunes embracing my ears, pouring in, sweet melodies, a perfect gift from a wonderful life friend. Sit back, five stories up a glass wall, rain trickling down as a rainbow arcs across this campus of tired worn out souls with saturated brains. And I sigh.

Home alone and happy. Nothing brings me down.

The end of this term of stress is over today. The countdown is to the hours and minutes now. Like a child on Christmas Eve, anticipating with butterflies in bellies. And I sigh.

And I laugh out loud, my life's a mess. I have gone too far in my lifelessness.

And my heart stopped beating.

Exhaustion brings a calm euphoria. Melt in the music, simple and sweet. Breathe and step through this anticipation into the freedom of three hours from now. Loving the idea of enjoying and savouring my moments again, doing the things that make me smile, being with the people that make me happy and laugh. Peace and contentment and relaxation. And I sigh.

Meet me, on the sunny road...

It's a Girl!

My new baby girl, a constant provider of laughs and smiles...not to mention a zillion tiny scratches.

Yum

I love Deep Cove

Two in a row, I know, but they just had to be separate

The time went by so fast, the past three months are a blur in hindsight. The midterms came and went. The papers came and went. The roommates come and go: two months of escort Nicole and her cereal and GH and insomnia; one month of bald Bill and his coke bottle glasses and his endless Burmuda stories; now flaming fabulous daniel with his dramas; oh and of course there is the constant Lucie with her instant coffee, butters and prissy persian prince kitty. The idiosyncracies abound! And the comprimize and the dance around living with strangers.

It's been a long long time

The past three months have presented probably the most serious dry spell of just about everything outside of school...well, since ever. Next to no photos, scant writings, no journal entries, no hikes or any other formal exercise, minimal visits with friends. For these reasons, the term sucked. It really fucking sucked and I totally resent school for monopolizing my time so thoroughly. Five courses is too much.
On a lighter note, today is the last day of class and I'm sitting down enjoying my first moments of free, guilt free, free time. I've handed in my three papers that were due today and now I'm wallowing in my sleep deprived glee.
Tomorrow will bring the first full day of no immediate things to be working on. I'm already anticipating the anomie. I don't know how to do nothing anymore! But I'm sure I'll remember soon enough!
I can finally breathe again...